Evil Love: Clouds Overwhelm the World

"You said you want to go with Prince Cheng?" The person on the couch opened his almond-shaped eyes slightly, put down the poem scroll in his hand, and stared straight at the young man who had just bloomed in front of him, as if he wanted to see through him, "Because What?"

"Because of freedom, I want to be free." The young man raised his eyebrows, meeting Kun Mu's gaze without fear or emotion.one year

The time has carved him into a piece of jade that is in urgent need of shocking the world, Kun Mu looks a little dazed, is he old?Why did he also start to recall the old things, the coldness in the child's eyes made his heart ache slightly, he was only a seven or eight year old child, it turned out that he was only a seven or eight year old child.

"You don't feel happy staying in Qiongying Theater, do you? Do you think I'm harsh on your freedom?" Kun Mu pressed on step by step, forcing Yun Shen into a corner. Breath sprayed on his neck, he bit the young man's red lips mercilessly, turned and turned violently.

"You were the same when I came here." Yun Shen's gaze was as dull and stubborn as it was a year ago, and the trees outside the window were blown off by a sudden gust of wind, leaving large swaths of them like heavy snow in deep winter.

Kun Mu's movements became more and more rough. He threw Yun Shen's thin body on the bed, turned the snow-white body over and pressed it under him, and kissed delicately all the way down the groin. His eyes were on his back Back stopped, fists clenched, "Don't move."

Before Yun Shen could react, a thin burning needle pierced his smooth back, causing fine beads of sweat to form on his forehead.

"What are you doing?" Yun Shen struggled to get rid of his restraint, but it caused another burst of heart-piercing pain.

"Brand for you, I want you to remember forever, you are my Kunmu's people." I don't know how long this pain lasted, Kunmu dropped the bloody silver needle in his hand, put on his clothes and didn't look back left.

"Come on, kid." Yun Shen stood at the door of Qiongying Theater, smiling and looking at Prince Cheng in front of him. How long has he been, and how long has it been since he had such a good time? Since the first day he came in, he was looking forward to When this day came, he no longer had to endure humiliation and stay in the Qiongying theater building. When he saw Prince Cheng sending someone to kick open the door that locked him tightly, when he saw Kun Mu, who was always aloof on weekdays, was killed He felt that his heart was filled with the pleasure of vengeance.

He believes that this gentle person in front of him can bring him the light he wants, even if he ends up covered in bruises, at least he will follow his heart step by step. It is the same as the master, no longer a small item that everyone buys and sells, no longer a foil in anyone's life, no longer suppressed and arranged by anyone.

The prince arranged him to rest in the courtyard of Prince Cheng's Mansion in Jiangzhou, and said that he would take him back to Beijing after three more days when his body recovered. During those three days, Yun Shen stayed in the courtyard and looked at the door. Fang Xiang was in a daze, he was waiting for the person he was expecting to appear, but as the days passed, there were several groups of people who came back and forth to deliver books to him, but Prince Cheng never came.

"Tui'er, why doesn't the lord come to see me?" Yun Shen pinched the willow stick in his hand and asked feebly the maidservant Cui'er standing behind him, the moonlight hanging high in the air burned his skin.

"Young master, don't think that way. The lord has a lot of things to do every day. He must not be able to spare the time these few days. Tomorrow, maybe the lord will come to see you tomorrow." Tweety said later that she was covered in cold sweat. My heart is very awkward.

"Tomorrow will be the third day. He said he would take me to the capital." Yun Shen suddenly had an idea, "By the way, if you said he was busy, then he must be in the study. I will go find him."

Yun Shen casually put on some clothes and walked outside. Cui'er behind him couldn't stop calling him, so he could only trot along behind him, fearing that he would accidentally offend the prince.

The light in the study room was still on, Yun Shen smiled softly, and was about to knock on the door, when Prince Cheng's deep voice came from inside, that voice no longer had the gentleness and kindness, but was replaced by a creepy chill.

"My lord, that child seems to be very dependent on you, my lord. Why don't you try the taste of this child, my lord."

"Try it? The child is only seven or eight years old. Besides, the children in the theater have served countless people with their bodies."

The heart throbbed violently, being stabbed deeply by the warmth that had finally begun to germinate in the deepest part, Ruicheng became a ruin, and took two steps back in despair, the flower pot next to him was knocked over, and the door was pushed open by Prince Cheng, Yun Shen's whole thin body was trembling slightly.

"Did you hear that?" The undisguised indifference and disdain on that face shattered Yun Shen's last hope, "Hurry up and go back to rest, tomorrow I will order someone to send you to the Qingyan Theater to learn opera well, don't you?" Lost my face."

The door slammed shut, as if it had never been opened for him, leaving him alone in the whole world shivering in the howling cold wind, curled up, squatting at the heavy door, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye , instantly condensed into ice in the cold wind, his cries, his tears, his pain, his disappointment were all drowned by the howling cold wind in a vast expanse of goose feather snow.

I trust you so much, how can you... how do you treat me like this...

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Yun Shen took one last look at the closed door, and left little by little in despair, leaving a row of deep and shallow footprints in the heavy snow, just like those in the past. The next row of deep scars cannot be shaken off, and will become a lifetime of pain for a person.

"Young master, go back?" The guard next to him smiled ambiguously and contemptuously.Looking at Yun Shen up and down, the embarrassment seemed to have become more meaningful in their eyes. At this moment, Yun Shen just felt tired, and those piercing gazes pierced his heart like a sharp sword. The ground throbbed in pain, but unable to fight back, Yun Shen just glanced at the two, wrapped his clothes around his body, and left silently.

"Fuck, I'm just a fucking little boy, I lost my temper." The guard angrily cursed at the back of Yun Shen's departure, but his voice was covered by the strong night wind, and he didn't know the people in the room Can you hear it, but Yun Shen, who has not gone far, can hear all this clearly, his lower lip is bitten white, and his mouth is full of bloody taste.

In the early morning of the second day, Liu Quan grabbed him from the bed, casually put on a piece of clothing, and stuffed it into the sedan chair like goods. The snow had stopped. He opened the curtain of the sedan chair and looked at Prince Cheng who was going away a little bit. In the Fujiangzhou Villa, that person didn't come, and he wasn't even given a chance to dream.

"Don't look, who do you think you are, and I will accompany the prince to see you off in person. You have to remember that the prince is your benefactor. Listen to the prince's words and do things for the prince well. You will benefit in the future. If you can't think about it , then you also know who the prince is, he can put you to death at any time, as easy as crushing an ant, do you understand?"

Liu Quan slowed down and stood in front of Yunshen's car curtain, pushed his head back, and spoke arrogantly, as if he was demonstrating to him.